I was going through some hard times at about age 14 ( I'm 22 now). Parents divorcing, drugs, etc. My parents were not entirely religious although I knew they Believed, and I attended church early in my life. (age 7-9ish)

So I use mushrooms with a friend one night and the "trip" was me, as a ghost, stuck, with no way out and no where to go. I tried to talk to my mother but she didn't acknowledge me and the only other person I was with had fallen asleep after about 9 hours of intense tripping.

I then had a complete breakdown,scared, lonely, etc. When The warmest feeling came over my entire mind, body, and soul, and put His arm around me and sat me down on my bedside and at that point I started crying and knew everything would be alright. I know mushrooms were involved, however My souls only been moved like this once before... And that was the first time the "river broke, if you will"